( gaon isn't prepared for this level of honesty. it's just how it is with kang yohan, all the secrecy and silence for so much of the time, everything buttoned up to the collar like he couldn't dare let anything escape. and then out of nowhere, truth. admission. something bigger than gaon's expecting and he finds himself latching onto it with hungry teeth. something to know, something to keep, admission into a space he's forcibly carving out for himself.

he's careful now. yohan might border onto spooked if he's not. whatever this is, gaon wants to protect it. )

All we can do is make the best decision with the information we have.

( he's picking at the pajeon again, tearing away another piece to place on yohan's side of the plate, eyes on his task until he glances up. )

Did you want to be a parent? Were you ready to be one?

( understanding, not judgement. empathy for the position yohan had been so unceremoniously, bitterly put in. )